"Hobi, do you want to go on a date with me?" I asked, nervously, through the phone. 

"Sorry Hana, I'm busy today." Hoseok whined through the phone. "Otherwise I 100% would."

"Ah.. Okay. Another time then." I hung up, feeling a bit discouraged but I just shrugged it off and went over to the fish Taehyung won yesterday. Taehog. What a silly name. "Are you hungry?" 

I watched him swim around and smiled to myself. Taehyung is such a sweetheart when he's not being a jerk.. If I had known he was like this from the beginning, I wouldn't have been to reluctant to help him. 

I held my hand to my chest as I remembered the kiss last night, my heart thumping excitedly as if it happened all over again. Why did that happen? It shouldn't have...

I shook my head to berid the thoughts and fed the fish a little before feeding Chico as well and changing out his bathroom pads in the small laundry room I had. It wasn't really a room, it was just another closet that I cleared out and made a washer and dryer fit. But thankfully, there was more room left so that's where I kept his bathroom pads for when he couldn't go outside.

"You're probably so lonely." I sat on the kitchen floor and rubbed his ears. "I'm sorry, baby... Nova isn't around very much anymore, is she?" 

My phone began ringing from my pocket so I just slipped it out and answered it, remaining on the floor. "This is Park Hana." 

"Hello, Park Hana. I'm Mrs. Kim, a teacher at _____ elementary." 

"Oh hello!" I shot to my feet. "What can I do for you?" 

"We are in need of a pianist to teach the kids a little bit. We are hosting our first music appreciation festival for all class levels in our elementary." She explained enthusiastically. "We were suggested Min Yoongi as our pianist. Of course we have other instrument players coming in to teach the kids as well but we would love to have Min Yoongi come in to teach the small, short piano class."

I hurried to grab a stray pen and pencil, scribbling down some of what she said. "Can you tell me the date and time you would need us if he agreed? Would you like to meet before the event?" 

"Glad to see the interest!" She got excited again. "January 29th is the event. We'd most likely need him from at least 9am to 4pm, almost an entire school day for the students. Considering we are a school, I would at least like to meet one of you before you show up for the event." 

"I can do that. The event is rather sudden." I scribbled down some more notes. "Thank you for calling us regardless, I will call you back when I have looked it over with him and we'll go from there."

"Thank you very much!" She hung up.

That would be a fun thing for Yoongi to do... YOONGI! 

I quickly opened all the messages from last night. 

From: Yoongi

You that isn't what I meant

From: Yoongi

You didn't have to leave..

From: Yoongi

I'm sorry

From: Yoongi

Make sure Taehyung isn't rude to you..

From: Yoongi

Are you ignoring my texts? I can always call, you know..

From: Yoongi

I guess you're ignoring those too.. Sorry.

From: Yoongi 

It's late but I want to hear from you before you go to sleep.. Please?

From: Yoongi

I just want to makes sure you got home okay..

From: Yoongi

I want to talk to you

From: Yoongi

I guess not. 

"Yikes.." I sighed, furrowing my brows in frustration. Why'd I let Taehyung take my phone from my yesterday? Why did he have to kiss me and make me forget about answering Yoongi back.. 

I used speed dial to call his number but he didn't answer. My heart quickened. I called again but still no answer. Is he ignoring me now or did something happen?

Eitherway, I didn't stick around to try and guess which one and instead slipped on my shoes, patted Chico, and hurried out of my home, still trying to call Yoongi. 

Answer you idiot. 

But no answer. I know where you live. Unlike you, I'm not afraid to barge into your house. 

I jumped into a taxi that just so happened to be dropping someone else off in the complex and gave the address, slipping him some of the cash I had in my pocket. 

You wanted to talk, so lets talk. 

I stared impatiently out the window of the taxi, giving a slight sigh when I arrived at his house and saw his car parked on the side of the road. Thanking that taxi driver, I slipped out of the car and walked right into the house, smelling tea. What the hell? He was ignoring me.

I walked to the kitchen and saw him pouring himself a cup of tea, frowning when he looked up rather startled and saw me. 

"Why are you here?" He asked as he sipped his tea carefully as the steam billowed around him in the air. 

"You were ignoring my calls just now, right?" I held up my cellphone. "I had to have called you like 10 times." 

He glanced at his phone on the dining room table and then looked back to me, not even making a facial expression change or anything. 

"Why? I was calling you to ask about a gig." I half-lied. 

"I don't feel like doing any for a while." He sighed, leaning slightly against his counters, cradling his mug for warmth.

"Why not? You'd really lik.." I stopped talking, realizing that he wasn't listening. I stared at him a moment before looking away with frustration. "What has gotten into you?" 

"Me? Nothing. I'm just being who I am. Have I ever been different for you?" He raised an eyebrow, sipping again. 

"Yes, you have." I grumbled. "Is it because of yesterday? I was hurt so I ignored you until I got over it. Taehyung didn't like us being on our phones while on the date so we put them away and then I went to bed straight afterwards."

"Straight afterwards?" He repeated. "Nothing else?"

"What the hell would we do so late at night after dinner? Straight to bed." 

"You're a good liar." He smirked. "How can I trust someone with my emotions when I can see all the lies you tell me." 

"What do you mean?" 

"Nothing." He shrugged. "You went straight to bed so you did."

"Why does it even matter what I did before?" I snapped, losing my temper a bit. "I'm my own person, I can do what I want. I don't have a bed time!" 

"It matters."

"Why?"

"Because you were kissing Kim Taehyung!" He kind of snapped a bit as well, his eyebrows in an angry line on his face. I was honestly taken aback by both his attitude and his knowledge. I waited for him to say something more but he didn't. He put his mug down and stared at me a moment before storming out of his kitchen and locking himself in his piano room. 

Because I was kissing Taehyung? ... How did he know? Why would it matter to him? I know that kissing Taehyung was a complete mistake but... Why is it bothering Yoongi so much? Why am I bothered that Yoongi is bothered? 

I pressed my hands to my temples and sighed loudly. I'm getting a headache. This is too much. 

"Why is there screaming in this house?" Yoongi's father walked in, staring at me with shock.

What did he hear?..

I turned quickly, dropping my arms and staring at him with shock. But his face was screwed up with anger, his mother's as well. "F-father..." I bowed. "We're just having an argument." 

"You cheated... On my son?" His mother asked, sternly. 

Oh no. But.. Why does she care? I mean I guess it's a good thing to see the parents that want to leave him behind angry like this but... 

"Kissing Kim Taehyung? Isn't that one of Yoongi's old friends?" His mother asked her husband. "Back when they were in Junior high?" 

But her husband ignored her. "We came here to talk with Yoongi about pushing off the family register issue and giving him a shot.. But what we overheard instead is a bit more intense." 

"N-no, you're misunderstanding." How the hell am I supposed to cover this up? 

But before they could question me more, Yoongi came out of the piano room with a jacket over his arm, the same jacket that always sat in the corner of his piano room.

"Let's just go somewhere else and we'll talk." Yoongi spoke to his parents, casting a brief look at me. "I knew they were coming today, I just didn't know the time. We'll talk later."

"Yoongi, did sh--" He cut his mom off and the three of them left the house, an awkward tension between the group.

I stood there, listening to the door shut and the house grow eerily empty.. And silent. Not a single noise was made. Is this what it feels like to be shoved away and then left alone? Why did it bother Yoongi anyways? 

I bit my lip, fighting back the tears. Don't cry, idiot. It's called fighting. Everyone does it. 

I pulled out my phone and nearly called Taehyung, but decided against it and called Jin. "Jinnie, do you want to drink with me?"

"Hana, it just hardly went past noon." Jin scolded. "What's up?" 

"Can't we pretend it's later?" I sighed. 

"Are you sad? There are better remedies for sadness than alcohol." 

Before I could answer, Yoongi entered the house and stared at me, hesitation clearly written on his face. What is he hesitating with? Did he come back to say something?

"Hana." Jin's voice sounded in my ear. "Hana?" 

Yoongi came over to me and stood there, still hesitating with something.

"Are you there?" Jin's voice spoke again. 

"I'm sorry." Yoongi apologized, his words tearing at my heart. "You have a right to kiss Taehyung, or whoever you want."

"Kiss Taehy-- What?" Jin repeated, alarmed, but I couldn't get myself to move an inch. 

"I got mad at you and I'm sorry." Yoongi repeated his apology. "You mean a lot to me and I don't want to fight with you over something that isn't my concern. I need you there by my side or else I'm so very screwed." 

"IS THAT YOONGI SAYING ALL THOSE WORDS? WHAT THE HELL?" Jin panicked. 

Yoongi smirked and took my phone from me, hanging up, and then tossing the phone on his couch. "Do you understand what I'm trying to tell you?" 

I nodded my head. "You need me so you don't hurt yourself so you don't want to fight incase I won't be there anymore." 

He looked at me like I was stupid for a second but just sighed and nodded. "Then I guess that is why we can't fight. So, I'm sorry." 

I nodded again. "Me too.." Why does my heart feel so constricted? It's thumping so hard but it feels.. Chained down.. I don't know how to explain this feeling.. A feeling I've never gotten before. 

"Then I'll go now." The corner of his lips curved into a small smile. "I'm making my parents wait.. You're just that special, I guess." 

With those words just leaving his lips, he left me alone in the house once more. 

My word... What was that? I can hardly breathe... 

My cellphone rang again and I scurried to answer it. "H-hello?"

"WHAT WAS THAT?" Jin yowled. 

"Calm down.." I told him but really just meant that as a secret message to my heart as it still crashed against my chest like there was no tomorrow. 

"What is going on between you and Yoongi? No-- Wait-- You and Taehyung!? What about a kiss?" 

"Just.. Come get me and I'll tell you everything.." I mumbled, defeated. "I need to tell someone about how I feel before I explode. I'm at Yoongi's house. We'll need to stop at my house though so I can change." 

"Oh girl.. You don't know even know how much I'm about to question you. Be prepared for it!" Jin hung up. 

I slipped my phone into my pocket and cupped my own face. Yoongi needs me... Why do I feel so flattered? Of course he ing needs me, that is what I'm in the contract for, at least for his side of it. But why am I acting like this? 

I think I've gone insane. 

--

"Lay it on me." He stared at me intensely. 

"I was at Yoongi's house yesterday morning but he said something that made me feel really bad.. Plus he rejected my date proposal for the 2nd time so I was feeling down.." I started, slowly, rubbing the back of my hands nervously. "So I left and went on a date with Taehyung instead. It was actually really fun but at the end.. He kissed me." 

"A peck is just a peck, nothing too big. Carry on."

"But it.. Wasn't just a peck.."

Jin's eyes slightly widened. "Tongue and everything then!?" 

I blushed and nodded. "Yoongi somehow found out about it and yelled at me for it when I came to his house today after he ignored all my phone calls. His parents showed up though while we were arguing and it sounded like I cheated on Yoongi to them. Then he left and then you know the rest because you were on the phone with me.." 

"Oh man." Jin leaned back in the sofa, thinking is all over. "I'm pretty sure Yoongi confessed his feelings to you though, when I was still on the phone."

"What? No, no." I chuckled. "You misunderstood because you don't see what I see. He just needs me for something, he wasn't confessing."

Jin gave me a funny look. "Don't see what you see? I've been friends with him for years, darling.."

"You misunderstood regardless. Yoongi doesn't like me like that." I shook my head.

"Then why did he yell at you for kissing Taehyung?" Jin sighed. "Honestly, I didn't think he would ever love someone or something other than his piano. But Jimin thinks he sees something and now there is this story and what I heard. Honey, I'm pretty sure Yoongi likes you." 

"I'm sure you're wrong." I shook my head again. How can you love someone else if you don't love yourself? 

"Well, moving on.. What about your feelings with Taehyung?"

I thought a moment. "There is something there. I feel it. But I don't know whether it is love or not." 

Jin stared at me a moment. "What about Yoongi?" 

"Yoongi..?" I thought even harder. "I worry about him a lot and I think of him a lot. He makes my heart race a lot as well but I'm not confident with anything."

"Usually people aren't confident they are in love until something happens that shows it to them."

"What would that happening be?" 

He shrugged. "A kiss, a hug, a simple word, I don't know. It's different for everyone." He leaned forward a bit, going serious. "I don't want my friends to be get hurt. That includes you and the three of you involved in this mess. So I'm going to ask you to please tread carefully."

I was about to protest but I decided against it. Three? Taehyung, myself, Yoongi... Hobi? Those three are the boys I'm closest too.. Unless he means Jungkook as the third since he's causing issues lately. 

"Yes, Jinnie." I chuckled to get rid of the awkward silence. "I'll be careful. I don't want to hurt anyone either."

Jin stood up and clasped his hands together. "Our session is over." He smiled. "What are your plans today then?" 

"Well I wanted to go on a date with Hobi but he's busy." I pouted, standing up. 

"You can take me on a date." He titled his head just a bit and gave me big eyes. "Aren't I handsome enough to accompany you today?"

"Of course my Jinnie is." I smiled widely. "Let's go on a date then!" 

He threw an arm around my waist and sighed. "What do you wanna do?" 

I thought a moment and leaned into him, looking up at him with big eyes as well and a silly smile. "We could go on a boat ride!" 

"A boat ride?" He looked down at me with a funny face and then scoffed. "Honey please, I've been on so many boats."

"But I haven't." I whined, pulling on his shirt. "Please? We can go on those little boat rides downtown and then we could get ice cream."

"Are you forgetting that it's still January." He mumbled. "It'll be cold. Besides, those boat rides are for romance only. Fake couples shouldn't go on them." 

"Ugh, fine." I let him win. "Then we should.. Hmm.." I stared at the ground as I thought. "...We could go see Namson tower." 

"Romance." He warned again, the two of us parting and making our way out of his house. "Why not just something simple?"

"We could go to the arcade again."

"Who do you think I am, a child?" He smirked.

"The arcade... Jinnie." I smirked as well. 

He hesitated and then laughed, bolting to his car. "Let's go!" 

I burst into laughter as well and skipped to his car, slidding in easily. 

Jin is so cute. 

--

"Hey guys, what are you doing here?" Jimin peeked around one of the arcade machines. "I saw Hana first so I knew it was you." 

"We're on a date." I laughed a bit. "We're actually just cashing in our tickets to leave though." 

"Wait, wait. Will you dance with me real fast?" Jimin stood in front of me and smiled widely. "On that machine." 

"All three of us can!" I nodded with excitement. 

Jimin lead us over to the machine as I handed my tickets to Jin so he could hold onto them. Jimin got on the first pad, me on the second, and then Jin on the final pad. 

"You're in the middle, you pick what we do." Jimin spoke as he gazed at the large screen in front of us. 

"Sweet!" I took his arcade card and swiped it for the three of us, handing it back and then putting it on a random song. "That way I don't have to pick completely." 

"Jimin, are you here alone?" Jin asked as the song loaded. 

"I was here with Jungkook but he got angry and left." Jimin sighed. "I was just using up the rest of the money on this card." 

"Hana is good at games." Jin warned.

"But this is a dancing game. It requires skill." Jimin winked. "Jin can't dance."

"Better than Namjoon." Jin tsked. 

"Debatable." Jimin turned his attention back to the screen. 

"Time to dance!" I giggled, holding onto the bars behind me, the two doing the same. 

"It's more of just a foot talent." Jin mocked. 

"But you gotta dance to make it easier." Jimin huffed as the game started, slowly. 

The song ended up being a really fast song but it started slowly so we were all laughing and making fun of each other as we moved our feet to meet each button with ease. But then it started to speed up and Jin was the first to squeal with panic as he screwed up a little. 

Jimin was completely concentrated on the game and I was just starting to focus in. 

"You guys are really good what the hell!" Jin complained as he fell way behind Jimin and I, who of which were tied right now. 

But once it got to full speed, I fell behind Jimin but stayed ahead of Jin easily. Jimin only really screwed up once or twice but I learned that he actually has some serious dancing talents and that was what probably carried him.

"I win." Jimin exhaled as we stepped off the machine. "You guys off then?"

I nodded. "Have fun~" 

We bid goodbye to Jimin and went over to the prize table, placing all our tickets on the table.

"What do you want?" Jin asked as he glanced around.

Something for Yoongi since we fought. But what would he like? I stared hard at the prizes that we could afford and just decided to get a stuffed bear for him. Jin got the prize and handed it to me. 

"Another prize for Miss Hana!" He smiled widely. 

"So many.." I giggled, hugging the bear close. "How do you want to top off our date?"

He glanced at his watch and then thought a moment. "How about we call this a date? I got an appointment with Namjoon later."

"Deal. Are you two a couple or something? You guys are always together." I joked, followed him out of the arcade. Just like the first time we hung out together when we first met, except I got candy after that one. 

"Of course not." Jin smiled. "He's just a really close friend of mine." 

My phone rang before I could answer. Shifting the bear to my left arm, I answered my phone with the other, pausing just outside of Jin's car. "This is Park Hana."

"I am sorry to have called twice now but the festival has been rescheduled to February 6th because of other events." The school teacher sighed. 

"That's just fine. I'll look it over with him and see if he's fine with the change. It's a good thing it changed otherwise we wouldn't have been able to attend." 

"Oh then this is perfect!" She cheered. "Thank you so much! I look forward to hearing from you!" 

She hung up and I slipped my phone in my pocket. "What's the date today?" 

"Why?"

"Because I'm lost in my days."

"Aren't we all?" He laughed, the two of us slipping into the car and starting it up. "I believe it's the 26th." He checked his watch. "Yup, the 26th." 

"Fun times." I leaned my head against the window. "Drop me off at Yoongi's please." 

"Sure thing." 

We drove in silence the entire way and arrived fairly quickly. 

"I loved going on a date with you, my darling." Jin pulled over and gave me a wink. "You looked beautiful as always." 

"Oh shut up. What a flirt." I blushed a bit and got out of the car. "Drive safely!" 

He gave me a thumbs up and then drove off once I shut the door. I watched him disappear around the corner of the neighborhood before I went up to Yoongi's house, knocking first and then just entering when no one answered. 

"Are you home, Yoongi?" He could still be out with his parents, I guess. 

But to my surprise, he wasn't. He was just fast asleep on the couch, his arm and leg hanging off the couch and his face smooshed into the couch cushion.

He looks so cute like that. I made my way quietly over to him and set the bear down on the coffee table for a second. 

"Yoongi." I mumbled, shaking his shoulder a bit. "Wake up, it's the middle of the day.." 

He didn't move. 

"Yoongi-ah.." I shook him a bit more and received a groan of protest. "Yoongi!" 

Nothing. 

I stood up straight and huffed. "How come waking you up is so hard?" I got on my knees and shook him a bit more. "Yoongi!! This is why you never sleep at night!" 

He groaned some more but didn't budge after. 

"Oh my god.. Are you serious? Who the hell sleeps this heavy?" I tsked. "Yoongi, can you just wake up..? Please? What if there was a fire or something? You'd sleep right through it! You'd sleep through a ing tsunami if we were close enough to the ocean!" 

"Probably.." He grumbled, his voice raspy from sleep. 

"Hey, you're up."

He didn't respond. 

"Right? You are up?" I shook his shoulder a bit more and watched his eyes flit open lazily. 

"Why are you here?" He sighed, adjusting himself so that he was actually on the couch now.

"Because Jin and I won you something from the arcade. Since we fought, even though it was tiny, I wanted to give you something to say that I'm sorry too." 

"It wasn't even a big fight." He shut his eyes. "And it wasn't even your fault." 

"So?" I grabbed the bear and set it down on his back. "Look, you have a friend now." 

He huffed but didn't move. 

"You are literally so lazy..." I huffed as well, sitting flat on the ground so I wouldn't hurt my knees anymore by sitting on them. "What did your parents say?" 

"Nothing important." He spoke softly. "They just mentioned that they will hold off on taking me off the register a bit more but not to get any hopes or anything. I don't really have any anyways.. It's like you said.. Why do I want to be the child to parents that only want me if I'm like everyone else? I've been thinking about it and I don't think I care which way it goes."

"I think you do." I instinctively reached my hand out and ran my fingers through his hair, his eyes flitting open with surprise but not stopping me so I just continued, aware of his lazy gaze locked on me. "I think you care. You don't want to be disowned from them. I know this because of how you act about it. Just because you think something different, doesn't mean you don't care. I'm glad you're not happy with them accepting you for being like everyone else. But I also want you to be happy because I know you care about where your family ties lie." 

He didn't say anything and just continued watching me. 

"With a change of pace, the school festival is now February 6th. You have a bit more time to think about whether you want to do it or not. I think you should."

"Why?" 

"Because I think you'd love it." I stopped playing with his hair and just let my palm rest on his head. "Don't you think you would too?"

He didn't answer for a moment. "I don't know. I usually just play for people, not teach."

"Well you'll get to do both. You'll play for them and then show them a little bit of what it's like. Maybe you'll like being a teacher. You could probably even become a teacher if you wanted."

"I don't want to." 

"I figured." I giggled a bit, removing my hand from his head. I don't know why I did that. He just looks so cute, innocent.. And vulnerable at this moment. "But I seriously think you should do this gig. Hm?" 

"You shouldn't ask me questions right now."

"Why not?"

He shut his eyes and sighed. "Because I don't feel like agreeing with you but right now, I could just about agree with anything you say." 

"Why?" I laughed a bit. "Are you that tired?"

"Sure." 

I patted the bear on his back. "Then should I leave?" I began leaving without waiting for an answer but his cold hand brushed my wrist and grasped it, lightly. 

"You should stay." He spoke lazily, his eyes opening once more and travelled upwards to meet my gaze. "Hm?" 

I can't say no to him, what the ? I probably wasn't going to say no to him in the first place but now I literally can't even think of saying no. I nodded, waiting for him to let go of my wrist and sit up with the bear in his lap, and then sitting down beside him. 

He glanced at the bear and then placed it on the coffee table, cocking his head slightly at it. "It kind of looks like you."

"Me?" I pointed to myself in disbelief. 

"Yeah. Big eyes, big mouth.."

"Hey!"

"What?" He couldn't hide the chuckle that came from his lips. 

"I don't have a big mouth!" 

"Then how do you manage to talk so much?" He joked, leaning against the couch. 

"I don't know.." 

I gazed over him, slowly. He looks so attractive right now... I can really see how sharp his jawline actually is from this angle. I found my heart racing just at the sight of him and my heart nearly stopping when he looked at me.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" 

"Like what?" I gulped, my eyes still locked with his. 

"Like this." He sat up and brought his face closer, his dark eyes staring straight into mine and then along my body with a slight smirk. He appeared to be checking me out, clearly doing exactly what I was doing to him a moment ago.

My face grew extremely hot and I suddenly felt like I couldn't breath anymore. How much longer is he going to keep looking at me like this? 

"Seem familiar?" His mouth moved slowly as he regained eye contact with me. "Doesn't it make you uncomfortable?" I didn't answer. "So don't do it to me, okay?" He stared at me a moment longer before pulling away and leaning back against the couch, smiling at how flustered I was. 

I cleared my throat and slightly turned away from Yoongi a bit. 

"What are you doing?" He laughed. "You can look at me just don't look at me like you want to devour me." 

"Devour?" I hesitated. "That isn't-- I didn't mean-- Forget it."

"Why are you so flustered?" He sat up, poking my shoulder and obversving me wince under his touch as if he had burned me. "If you keep acting like this.. I'm going to keep having to tease you. It's amusing." 

"S-stop it. It's because you looked at me like that!" 

"So it's my fault? I only did it to show you that you were doing it to me!" He protested, amusement tinting his voice.

"Yeah but mine was an accident." I whined. 

He didn't answer so I turned to look at him only to notice exactly how close he had moved to me, our noses just inches apart. 

My eyes widened immediately and my face grew hot once more, my heart feeling like it was going to just burst right then and there. What's wrong with me? Why am I like this around Yoongi? First Taehyung.. Now Yoongi? 

Do I.. "Like you..?" I finished my sentence out loud by mistake. 

"What?" His eyes travelled lazily to meet mine. 

Does he feel the same way I do right now? 

Of course not.. 

"Hana?" He pulled away a bit and poked my cheek. "You're spacing."

I can't even think about anything else other than Yoongi when I'm around him.. What do I do? I've gone insane.. 

"Hey Yoongi.." I spoke slowly, holding eye contact once more even though I felt like my heart was about to just run away any time. 

"What?" He gave me a funny look. 

Do I like you? "I think I like Taehyung." I blurted. Why wouldn't I ask him..? Why did I say Taehyung? 

"Taehyung?" He smile a little but his eyes darkened a bit. "That's awful random. Did your date with him go well then?"

"N-no, that's not what I mean. I mean-- The date was really fun and stuff but I don't think-- I don't--" I stopped for a second and sighed out of frustration. "I didn't mean to say Taehyung just now." 

"You're confusing me."

I'm confusing myself.

"Just forget it." I threw myself against the back of the couch in frustration.

"You sure?" He gave me another funny look before sitting back against the couch himself. 

"Yeah, I'm sure. I'll talk about it when I get myself figured out." 

"Okay, I guess." He reached for the remote to turn on the TV. 

What's wrong with me? I don't even know my own feelings.. 

I've never felt anything like this before.. It's so strong and controlling... 

Do I like Yoongi? 

I kept drilling myself over and over with everything I liked about Taehyung and Hoseok and even Yoongi. But no matter how many times I questioned myself, denied everything, and even tried to remind myself that I couldn't be with any one of them... There was one thing for certain. I have no idea what to think of these three boys in my life.

I knew I screwed up, I knew it. But I couldn't deny myself anymore. The truth was there. One of these three boys had my heart.. And it was too late to try and reject the idea now.

What do I do?

I've completely gone insane.. 

Hana is starting to notice that one of the boys is pulling her heartstrings a bit harder than the rest.. She's no longer blinding herself from her own reality. Thanks for reading!! ~PandaBiscuit~